Well, tomorrow is the big day.
I remember when my mom & dad were 35ish. I was around 15-16 years old and I thought they were sooo old (sorry mom & dad). ☺
And now, here I am. Mid-thirties.
It feels good.
I am stronger than I was yesterday.
I have learned a lot of lessons. I have some scars. I have some limps. I’m sure there’s more to come. I have fought some battles…I have proved that I am an overcomer. I have learned that I don’t give up. I have learned that I am brave…
I have learned to have joy in the seasons of life…to embrace the good moments, to lean into the sorrow, to persevere when I feel like I can’t.
To laugh, to dance, to open my arms wide in the rain.
I have learned that each year gets sweeter and stronger than the year before. The memories and the people cause my heart to overflow with joy. My faith grows and becomes more real & authentic than the day before. He becomes more and more my sustenance.
I climb higher mountains. I don’t have as much fear for the valleys.
I am learning more and more what love is…and I hope that continues for the next 35 years and beyond.
Thank you, for being part of my 35 years…and the years to come. My life and my heart is full because of you.
Ryan, Brooklyn & Amari…words cannot express what’s in my heart for you. May my prayers, my embrace, my tears and my laughter show you how much I love you.
35…here I come!